The Skull King: An Alpha Male Dark Mafia Romance のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

13BaltoHeath went home with the woman in the purple dress.The blond friend wanted me, but I didn’t take her up on her offer. Rejected, she moved farther into the club to find someone else, probably to find validation from another man.The three of us walked home together, and Heath and Purple Dress trailed behind me, laughing together and sharing whispered words.We made it inside the building and rose to the third floor.Heath had the woman crammed in the corner, and he was sucking her face like he might fuck her right then and there—with me standing there. She was into it too, so she didn’t notice the beep of the elevator or the fact she had an audience.When the doors started to close, I stuck my hand out so the doors would pop open again. “Your floor, Heath.”Heath stopped shoving his tongue down her throat and escorted her inside the pad he would be borrowing for the foreseeable future.“Wow,” she said as she pressed her body against his. “Your place is beautiful.”The doors c

BaltoI sat on the couch with Heath beside me. We were in his living room because I’d stopped by for a visit. The biggest commonality my brother and I shared was our love of booze. We skipped the beer and went straight to the good stuff—scotch, gin, vodka, and rum.Our glasses were on the coffee table while the football game was on the TV.“How’d it go with Purple Dress?” I asked, my eyes on the screen without really watching it.“Very good,” he said with a grin. “She could barely walk the next day.”“She didn’t have a good time, but at least you did.”“What are you talking about?” He turned to me, leaning against the cushion of the couch. “A woman wants to be sore the next day. That’s how she knows she got fucked right. And she was here all night long…and didn’t want to leave the next morning.”“Then you must still be good in bed because you’re definitely poor company.”“I am definitely poor company—but I know how to fuck. It’s something you’re born with sometimes.”No, I didn’t know

CassiniJust because Balto exploded inside my mouth didn’t stop him from getting between my legs. He got me naked on his bed, my knees pinned against my rib cage, with his mouth buried inside my pussy. He ate my pussy like he’d been wanting to sink his tongue inside me all day long.I lay back against his pillows and felt his tongue catapult me into a climax. It was an unexpected tug that forced me into pleasure, and my knees squeezed his skull as my hips bucked against him naturally. This man made me feel free, like I could be fucked over and over again as much as I wanted. He made me feel like a woman again, a woman so high on sex. I wasn’t ashamed of how much I enjoyed it, especially when he took even more pleasure in when I relished in it. “Balto…” I pressed my cunt against him as I finished, wanting him to taste me just as I tasted him.He lifted his muscular frame up on his arms, his lips smeared with my arousal. All of his muscles were tight from holding his heavy weight, not t

CassiniThat man did crazy things to me.I never knew sex could be that good.I never knew a man could be that good.I’d never been fucked against a car door in public, but I hadn’t hesitated before I’d hiked up my dress and locked my leg around his waist. My ass flattened against the door because he pressed me so hard into it. As if he hadn’t just spent the evening pleasuring me, he gave me one more climax for the drive home.The second I walked in the house, I missed him.Being a bird locked in a cage had never felt more agonizing. I’d talked myself into accepting my fate because it was easier than being miserable all the time. But now that I knew men like Balto existed, I realized how much I was missing.I didn’t want to be under Lucian one more night. I didn’t want to kiss him goodbye like I actually cared he was leaving. I didn’t want to lie and pretend I was grateful for his generosity. I didn’t want to be his wife anymore. I’d never wanted to be his wife in the first place, but

Cassinii spent the afternoon with this man buried deep inside me. Afterward, we both fell asleep and took a nap in his bed. I had been at his place much earlier in the day than I would normally have been, so I didn’t have to rush home the second my toes curled.When I woke up, he wasn’t beside me.The imprint of his heavy body was still noticeable in the sheets from where he’d been lying next to me. My hand reached out to feel him even though I knew he wasn’t there. My fingers grazed the silk sheets before I pulled my hand back.I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was seven in the evening.I should head home, but I truly didn’t have to. As long as I didn’t walk in the door past eleven, my behavior wouldn’t be suspicious. I’d stayed out that late long before I’d started my affair.I helped myself to his dresser and pulled out a t-shirt.That was when I noticed the handgun sitting next to his t-shirts. I was nosy when I shouldn’t be, so I picked it up to see if it